TITLE: PRAISE IS THE POWER OF HEAVEN
By Helen Murray
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PRAISE IS THE POWER OF HEAVEN!
Passion will be satisfied!
What you want is what you get!
Have you ever set your heart on something and been completely focussed on it to the exclusion of everything else?
When I was a little girl I had a ride on a pony. Following that event all my desires in life concerned ponies. Every birthday I dreamed of waking up and finding a pony waiting for me in the back yard – a creamy white one like the one I had ridden. My poor dear grandfather was pestered into taking me for walks near the paddock where lived a creamy-white pony that I could pat and feed grass. The greengrocer, the bottle-O and the rabbit man all had draft horses pulling their carts and I always fed those horses all the thistles I could find for their hungry lips to muzzle in on before their hungry mouths chewed. When we drove out to the country in the 1947 Vauxhall, and father gave us spot the windmill games, I always functioned very poorly because the only things I spotted were horses. My brother became more highly regarded as the intelligent one!
At the zoo I commanded the man with the Shetland pony to make it trot for me because I had only ten minutes to learn to ride, and had to learn everything in that time. Of course I fell off. When I jumped on again and re-issued the command it fell on flat ears. He would not risk another tumble.
In my teen years my more fortunate girlfriends with horses were made by their In mothers to give me rides out of sympathy for my passion. Of course I could not ride so there were always disasters. But the disasters never cured me of the passion.
Finally, at age 30, after the birth of my third baby, I found a riding school nearby and deputised my dear husband to babysit on Wednesday nights while I went riding. This, of course was followed by the purchase of my first horse – a Shetland pony for the children, then a Galloway for me. Soon the hobby was all consuming as I joined a hunt club. The girls joined their pony club etc. Even poor husband dutifully tried to learn to ride and pulled the horse right over backwards with his iron grip on the reins! Here ended his lessons!
I think everybody was born to have a passion in life. It is better of course if one can study one’s passion earlier, but nevertheless, the passion is hidden there in the baby and the young child. Happy is the child who can abound in that passion! He will prosper and shine brilliantly. It is a wonderful thing when a child’s ability is discovered early and nurtured. You get the shining stars of the nation in tennis, soccer, etc. Of course it could be writing, or science, art, inventing, or a million other things.
Our Father is passionate! He has a passion for His creation. It consumes Him and His mind is ever on it – on us! He knows the plan completely and will complete it perfectly. All creation waits for the revealing of the sons of God. (Rom 8:19) It’s going to happen. Will the sons of God be less passionate about their revealing than is God Himself? I think not. They are His sons! They wait with like passion, eagerly. As God is looking for them, so they are looking for God, eagerly, hungry for Him, insatiable for eternity.
Inexorably they worship and adore their Father. All day long they sing His praises. All night they are occupied with His Word. Every thought is devoted to their God and Father. Their children are taught about Him. He is present even when they make love to their wives! Great is their love for their God, and deep and wonderful is their knowledge of Him. Very practical is their expression of their faith and they love one another, for God said “How can a man love God whom he has not seen, if he cannot love his brother whom he has seen?” So their love for one another is tenderly passionate and full of wisdom from the instruction manual! Jesus is their hero and they imitate Him. He is in them, and they have His amazing attributes! They know, and they do what Father shows them, and their hands have healing power. All their constant learning revolves around their beloved King. Such is their praise of Him that they reflect His person and His glory.
Some people imitate Elvis Presley. They do a good job. I hope they don’t end up the same way!
But those who imitate Jesus will end up the same way – crowned with glory in a mansion in the Kingdom of Heaven!
Passion will be satisfied! Who are you in terms of your passion?
Are you one of the sons of God in this sense?
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